The penalty awarded to Tottenham caused an uproar.
One second, fans were still attacking Manchester United as a team that only relies on penalty kicks to win, and Cristiano Ronaldo is a player who only relies on penalty kicks to score goals; the next second, Tottenham fans have already begun to worry about the upcoming victory. Cheered for getting the lead.
"Penalty kick? Haha! Did you see it? Penalty kick, our penalty kick!"
"Haha, are you dumbfounded? We also have penalty kicks!"
"This is to treat others the same way you treat them! Manchester United, look at you!"
A yellow card and a penalty kick, Manchester United felt unbearable pain at the beginning.
In front of the penalty area, the red players were still surrounding the referee, trying to use words to get the referee to cancel the penalty; but all the Tottenham players on the other side exited the penalty area, leaving only one person in front of the penalty spot.
Yes, that person is Wang Xiaodong.
"Shh~~~Shh~~~"
A series of boos erupted from the visiting team's stands.
Although it was not loud compared to the cheers of the home fans, it could barely reach Wang Xiaodong's ears.
"Don't you boast that you don't take penalty kicks? Why do you have the nerve to stand at the penalty spot now?"
"If I were you, I would kick the ball away on purpose and not score the goal!"
"Smiling at fifty steps and a hundred steps at a time, that's all you can do, right?"
Compared with the sarcasm and curses from the fans, Sir Alex Ferguson on the sidelines had a gloomy look on his face.
He had just rushed to the fourth official's side to protest loudly, thinking this was an excessive penalty.
His purpose in doing this was not only to save the opportunity for this penalty kick, but also to serve as a warning to prevent something like this from happening next time.
Even so, his right eyelid still twitched violently, and he always felt that something bad had happened.
Isn't it just a penalty kick?
Cristiano has already played several this season.
Now it's no big deal to let the opponent kick one.
So what am I still worried about?
Sir Alex Ferguson looked towards the field and saw that the Manchester United players had given up their arguments one after another and reluctantly retreated outside the penalty arc at the referee's request.
Van der Sar stood in front of the goal and was warming up. Ferdinand squeezed Van der Sar's shoulders with both hands and whispered something in the ears of his teammates.
Cristiano Ronaldo and Rooney looked at each other from a distance. Lu Xiaopang did not return to the penalty arc, but stood near the center circle, seemingly still waiting for a counterattack.
Cristiano Ronaldo, who delivered a good message, stood at the junction of the right side of the penalty arc and the penalty area line, ready to rush into the penalty area at any time.
On the other side, the Tottenham players in white also picked a good position and stood behind the line.
According to the rules, other players are not allowed to rush into the penalty area before the free throw shooter touches the ball.
But the fact is not absolute. As long as it does not interfere with the free throw shooter, the referee will not pay attention to you even if you rush into the penalty area one second early.
Seizing this time difference is the most critical point for all players outside the penalty area.
If you take a step too late, you may be stuck behind by your opponent.
Looking at the appearance of the Manchester United players, they seem to be used to this kind of thing.
The defenders used man-to-man marking to keep an eye on the Spurs players around them to prevent them from rushing in for a follow-up shot.
Everything looked so normal, Sir Alex nodded, acknowledging the efforts of the current team members.
So what else is there to worry about?
Sir Alex looked ahead again and happened to see Wang Xiaodong who was slowly retreating after placing the ball.
"DONG?"
The prince couldn't help but spit out a pronunciation.
As Wang Xiaodong's performance at Tottenham becomes more and more eye-catching, coaches like BIG4 are almost regretful.
Even Mourinho still couldn't forget Wang Xiaodong after class.
In addition to saying good things to Chelsea players, Magic Bird would praise Wang Xiaodong to the sky every time he appeared in front of the media and wished he could recruit him immediately.
Mourinho is so kind, and Sir Alex Ferguson and the professor are even more so.
When a head coach selects players, he often looks at the problem from more and more complex perspectives.
Many times even fans will wonder why XX is so good but the head coach doesn't use him; XXX is not very good but is always favored by the head coach.
One very important point here is the issue of internal gangs.
In mainstream European leagues, there are divisions such as local gangs, foreign gangs, and South American gangs.
Take AC Milan as an example. Even though there are so many Brazilians in the team, these Brazilian players are not monolithic and are even divided into two groups.
So much so that Pato, who had just scored on his debut for AC Milan, had to consider whether to go to Kaká or Ronaldo when he sat down in the locker room.
Players from the same country are so involved, let alone others.
But Wang Xiaodong is different.
He is from Asia, from China.
An area least likely to form "gangs" in clubs.
Whether it's because Asian players are generally weak or because Asians are inherently discordant, wherever they go, an Asian player is basically "ostracized."
Except for top Asian players like Wang Xiaodong, Hidetoshi Nakata, and Park Ji-sung, even if other Asian players take the initiative to join a certain "gang", the other side is unwilling to let them join.
The reason is very simple, you can't fight for the right to speak for our "help".
As for Wang Xiaodong's relationship with Bale, Lennon and others, in the eyes of the coaches, it is just a petty quarrel between children.
In fact, Bell is closer to the Welsh and Irish players on the team. Lennon often has fun with local English players. Modric, like Berba, likes to act alone outside the group.
If it weren't for Wang Xiaodong, the four of them wouldn't have gotten together at all.
From this perspective, Wang Xiaodong also plays a role in uniting the collective.
It is precisely because they see Wang Xiaodong's various advantages that these wealthy coaches hope to recruit Wang Xiaodong.
A player who can listen to the coach will always use it much more easily than a big-name international star.
Every time he sees news about Wang Xiaodong in the media, Sir Alex Ferguson will wonder if he had brought Wang Xiaodong from Southampton to Dream Theater despite all objections, would Wang Xiaodong have become his "second son" ".
Will the dream linkage between "the strongest midfielder (Wang Xiaodong)" and "the strongest forward (Cristiano Ronaldo)" conquer the world immediately?
But now, looking at Wang Xiaodong in front of the penalty spot, Sir Alex shook his head.
Although Manchester United is already vigorously pursuing Wang Xiaodong, Sir Alex Ferguson has a hunch that the chance of poaching Wang Xiaodong from Tottenham is slim.
Even if he lures Berbatov to Manchester United, Wang Xiaodong may not be able to come.
"Alas!" Sir Alex sighed.
People are always dissatisfied.
He has Ronaldo, but he still wants more.
Just as Sir Alex was remembering his sadness, an accident happened on the court.
Under the urging of the referee, Ferdinand, who was halfway through giving Van der Sar some "points", was obviously dissatisfied.
He was cursing as he walked towards the outside of the penalty area, his steps were neither hasty nor slow, which made many Tottenham fans extremely anxious.
We are about to score a goal, what are you writing there?
Do you think you can stop us from scoring goals like this?
Have your sweet spring and autumn dreams!
"Get out of here, bastard!"
"Get out of the restricted area!"
"You drug addict! Junkie!"
Everyone knows that Ferdinand does what he does to simply disgust people.
Judging from the feedback from the scene, he obviously did it.
However, Ferdinand is not an easy-to-talk guy. Perhaps the Manchester United players have such arrogance in their bones.
When he walked to the ball, he glanced at Wang Xiaodong who had already retreated. His foot "slip" and he "accidentally" kicked the ball placed by Wang Xiaodong from the penalty spot with the side of his outside foot.
Seeing this scene, there was even a burst of curses from the stands.
"Disgusting bastard!"
"Despicable bastard!"
"D-addict! You will get your comeuppance!"
His ears were filled with these dirty and obscene curses, but Ferdinand's heart was extremely happy.
He looked straight at Wang Xiaodong opposite, shouting urgently in his heart: "Come here, come here, you bastard, come here, come and beat me!"
But reality disappointed Ferdinand.
His trick of irritating Wang Xiaodong was instantly exposed by Tottenham players. Robbie Keane was the first to rush forward, passed Wang Xiaodong, and grabbed Ferdinand's collar.
The Tottenham captain knew very well that his hand was an insurance charm for Ferdinand.
The most he could do was grab the opponent's collar. If Wang Xiaodong did this, he would definitely punch Ferdinand on the bridge of the nose with his fist.
Not only Robbie Keane, but other Tottenham players also rushed into the penalty area in anger.
On the surface, they seemed to be seeking justice, but in fact, they were looking at Wang Xiaodong from the corner of their eyes, fearing that he would do something drastic.
The referee on the side couldn't stand it and immediately rushed over to disperse the crowd and showed a yellow card above Ferdinand's head.
Seeing the yellow card, Sir Alex shook his head repeatedly: "Stupid Leo, every time DONG was angered, didn't he only explode when the situation was decided?"
"You can't see this clearly. It seems you are getting old too!"
Wang Xiaodong's "bad temper" and "badness" are well-known in the circle, but those coaches who have carefully understood the whole process know very well that although Wang Xiaodong is prone to excessive emotions, it has never affected the game on the spot.
In other words, Ferdinand's provocation will only cause Wang Xiaodong to have a bigger explosion after he works harder to deal with Manchester United.
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong, who had received a yellow card, was still standing there without moving, Ferdinand, who had failed in his plan, was also furious.
He angrily pushed away the Tottenham player in front of him and walked towards the outside of the penalty area.
When he walked past Wang Xiaodong, he deliberately coughed loudly and spit to the side.
He just didn't believe that Wang Xiaodong could really turn a blind eye to his provocations.
Sure enough, after he spat, Wang Xiaodong finally reacted.
He looked at the saliva at his feet, then looked up at Ferdinand who looked provocative.
Wang Xiaodong grinned, raised his left hand to his chest, and stretched out his middle finger.
Erect middle finger?
Stuff for kids!
You can, but I can’t?
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's reaction, Ferdinand immediately gave him a middle finger.
How about it?
This wave is considered a tie.
What else can you do to me?
Just as Ferdinand stood there waiting for Wang Xiaodong's next move, Wang Xiaodong withdrew his hand and used his foot to move the ball to the penalty spot again.
This time, Wang Xiaodong did not lean down to look for the valve core like before, but stood directly in front of the ball, waiting for his teammates to exit the penalty area.
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong stopped paying attention to him, Ferdinand cursed a curse word from his hometown and came to the other side of the penalty area in a bored manner.
It wasn't until everyone was cleared from the penalty area again that the referee ran back to one side and blew the whistle again.
Ancestor, punish me quickly!
If he doesn't kick, something might happen again.
Not only the referee, but the fans were also anxious now.
After Ferdinand made such a fuss, it might really disturb Wang Xiaodong's mood.
When the time comes to kick the ball away and Wang Xiaodong loses control of his temper, the game may not necessarily develop in one direction.
So when the referee blew the whistle again, the fans all shut up and silently focused their attention on Wang Xiaodong.
"Eh? What is DONG doing? Why doesn't he return to his original position?"
"Did he really get disturbed by that damn guy Leo? Why didn't he even want to take a run-up?"
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee??? Oh my God? What is DONG doing???"
At this moment, the entire White Hart Lane took a breath of cold air, and even Van der Sar, who was jumping around in small steps, stayed in place.
In front of more than 30,000 fans at the scene, Wang Xiaodong, who was standing in front of the ball, slowly turned around and pointed his back at the goal.
Looking at the red and white players who were surrounding the city in front of him and looking at each other in confusion, Wang Xiaodong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stretched out his hand to say hello.
"Hi, how are you?"
boom!
His tight right leg suddenly exerted force, and his calf swung backwards at three times the speed of his thigh. He knocked hard with his heel, and the ball immediately turned into a white line and flew into the goal from Van der Sar's left hand.
The Dutchman stood there stunned, and he still hadn't realized what happened.
At this moment, not only Van der Sar was stunned, the referee was also stunned, both pairs of coaches were stunned, the players were stunned, the fans were stunned, and even the photographers on the side of the court moved their eyes away from the shooting port. Open, open your mouth, and stare blankly at the goal.
White Hart Lane fell into a dead silence.
"Why don't you say anything?"
Wang Xiaodong continued to chuckle and said with a harmless look: "Leo, please tell me."
"ball..."
"Did you get in?"
